Dentine
funeral homes
I thought bees lay behind your lips
But they were wasps hid under your tongue
Being alone and lonely feels like
Grinding my teeth in the middle of the night
Wearing them down to a fine line of dentine
I don't feel like anything is worth the time
I don't think this is how life should be
I just want to lay in bed
And not feel anxious with you next to me
I just want to go to sleep
And be able to dream clearly
